After Ang Lee hung up on her, An Ning knew she couldn't escape this time.
This is a doomed game; let whoever wants to play, play.
An Ning leaned back onto the soft bed, closed her eyes, and wanted to go on strike.
She thought about it, but she didn't dare to actually go on strike. She only lay in bed for a few minutes before getting up again like a zombie. "This money is really hard to earn."
After washing up in a daze, I drove myself to the film studio.
Chu Lan had something to do today and couldn't pick her up. An Ning didn't necessarily want Chu Lan to pick her up. When she heard that Chu Lan was busy and couldn't leave, she didn't insist and said, "It's okay, Sister Lan, you go ahead and do your thing. It's not like I can't drive."
However, when she drove her multi-million dollar sports car into the Jinghai Film and Television City, she was met with a large crowd of onlookers.
An Ning was very puzzled. There were many wealthy people here, but why would a car worth only a few million cause such a sensation?
Although she was puzzled, she still parked her car in the underground garage without changing her expression. When she came out of the underground garage, she found that Ji Chen was actually waiting for her at the door.
Ji Chen looked at her with a strange expression, a mixture of complexity and incomprehension.
"A special friend!"
An Ning closed her eyes briefly and said, "It was a gift from a friend. I said it was worth a few million. You know a lot about cars."
She found out the next second.
"Girlfriend? You gave him such an expensive car?" Ji Chen lowered his voice and leaned close to An Ning, his face full of gossip.
She didn't drive the sports car that Anze gave her today, but the car that Jiang Yu gave her. You just believed it was worth millions because Jiang Yu said it was worth millions. Who would have thought that Jiang Yu would lie to you?
"You're still asking him questions? Did he buy that car himself?"
Seeing An Ning yell at her, Wu Qian yelled back softly, not trying to be defiant at all.
Thinking of what Wang Peng had said, Ji Chen inevitably pictured An Ning sneaking out of a rich man's house in the middle of the night to steal a car, and his body trembled.
Right? You dare to do something like An Ning?
Seeing that An Ning also knew, it was Ji Chen's turn to be surprised. "What? Does he know how much it cost? Did he buy it? Could it be..."
Knowing exactly what I was thinking—a jumbled mess—Anning, still waiting for an answer, urged again, "What are you doing? You're asking him a question."
What?
"Tell me a price, how much will the new car cost?" An Ning looked at Ji Chen, her expression particularly serious.
An Ning was also puzzled; what was this person doing?
Isn't it a few million?
"You drive a car worth tens of millions to work?"
Ji Chen's words silenced An Ning.
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